Long ago, there was only the stillness of time and space. From this primordial hush, the Plixie is said to have emerged. Breaking its sonic slumber, it oozed and flowed in concert with its own internal melody and the nascent rhythm of the universe. The exotic exoskeleton it routinely sheds and grows anew can be harvested and converted into a beautiful and resilient substance known as 'Plixie Glass.' Its crooning is infused with melancholy and innocence, and speaks of wondrous new beginnings, while longing for a past it doesn't quite remember.